Yea... so um today I was talking with a friend, and he got this hella scary story from someone(part of the whole Halloween thing), and I can't rememberhow it went, and I nearly took a dump in my pants because it was so frickin scary. Anyways, I was wondering if you guys had any really scary stories to share.

 

I remember the time my ex-girfriend told me she was pregnant.......that was a scary story for me at least....

-Matt

 

Well...I had this dream one night, where i was going out to my garage to go to school, and in place of my Bronco I found a Blazer!

 

Along the same lines, back when my wife and I were younger, (dating) her visitor was 6 weeks late. We were both freaking.

Don't really know any good scary stories though.

 

Tonight, I drove up my driveway, in the dark, and found my grage door wide open, but the interconnecting door to the house, still locked. I did a search of the house, weapon drawn, and found the front door, wide open... With renewed effort I cleared the house, weapon drawn, with back up, and found nothing. Money on the table was still there, a shotgun under the bed was still there, this computer is still here too. NOTHING at all was removed, nothing was moved, nothing was left, and I had just disconnected the security system, to box it, and take it up to Indiana.. Most scary...

I suppose we will be murdered in our beds tonight. . .

 

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK!

 

I left to go to work 5am and went into the garage and the back door was wide open, nothing was gone but it freaked me out.

 

There's only been one time where I've been spooked to go to sleep in my current house. . .

We used to have a halogen floor lamp that we'd use in the living room, because it was brighter than the cheezy 30w decorative bulbs in the ceiling fan. I was home alone, and was watching TV into the wee hours of the night. I turned off the tube, turned off the halogen lamp, and headed upstairs for bed. At the top of the stairs I have a habit of looking down at the front door to make sure it's locked before I slip into a comatose state for the night. I turned and looked, and saw that there was a light still on downstairs. I figured it was the hall, or kitchen light that I didn't notice while I was heading up the stairs. I get downstairs, and it was the halogen. I switch it off, thinking nothing, and head back upstairs. Again, at the top of the stairs, I turned around. . .and the halogen light was on again. I stayed at the top of the steps trying to think of reasons it would turn back on by itself, couldn't come up with any, so I crept back down, and turned it off. Back up the stairs, I turn around, and it's on AGAIN! I'm creeped out by now, and I get PO'ED! I stomp downstairs, yell out, 'Stop playing with the g-damn light!!' and stomp back upstairs. . .I was scared as hell the whole time!! I climbed into bed, and couldn't sleep. So I started watching more TV. My mind had just drifted off the whole light thing, when I heard. .and I swear. . footsteps running up the stairs, and something HUGE bang against my door!! My bedroom door is right across of the top of the steps, as if something got a running start from the bottom, and tried to crash through the door!

*step* *Step* *STep* *STEp* *STEP* *BAAANG!*

SCARED ME TO DEATH!! I remember myself frantically looking around my room for a way OUT of the house!! My mind was racing, and I had to open the door to see WTF it was. Finally got the courage to get out of bed, built up more courage to walk across the room, and squeezed the last ounce of courage out on opening the door.

There was nothing there. . .and the light was on. I closed the door, got down on my knees and prayed for a good hour. I don't remember getting back into bed, or falling asleep, but before I knew it, sunlight was shining through my blinds. I went downstairs, and the light was off. I got rid of that lamp the same day.

 

When we first bought this house... The first morning we where here I walked into the bathroom and flipped on the light switch, and saw somebody standing about 6 foot in front of me Natural reaction was to leap toward this intruder A split second after I lept towards this vicious person.... I slammed into the full size mirrored door we have on our shower